There is arguably no work of fiction that more accurately captures the inner monologue of mothers of a particular demographic than Choire Sicha’s classic Awl piece, My Baby? My Baby Seems So Smart But I’m Also Scared About My Baby.
He has certainly got me dead to rights. Every time I say or think “my baby” which currently is about 500,000 times per day, I mentally follow it up with “My baby!” and the rest of it.
But. What if something IS wrong with my baby? My baby!